i’ve met a lot of people during my time online and many of us have grown apart but i still think of them frequently and wonder what they’re up to and hope they’re no longer facing the same demons they once did

isn’t that the neck tattoo guy

This guy needs to slow down 😂😂😂

THAT’S WHERE I RECOGNIZED HIM FROM

But how could you leave out this masterpiece???

I love him

yall r missing the BEST one

I might have just found myself a new idol

everything about this was a joyride

i have an announcement to make. i’m the first human

HEHROW?

You’re a regular office worker born with the ability to “see” how dangerous a person is with a number scale of 1-10 above their heads. A toddler would be a 1, while a skilled soldier with a firearm may score a 7. Today, you notice the reserved new guy at the office measures a 10.

You decide it’s best to find out what you can about this person. Cautiously, you approach his desk. He’s a handsome man, tall, but with a disarming smile. How could such a friendly guy with such cute, dorky glasses be dangerous?

You extend your hand. “I noticed you’re new here. What’s your name?”

He shakes your hand warmly. His gaze is piercing, as if he’s looking right through you. “The name’s Clark,” he says. “So, how long have you worked for the Daily Planet?”

This one wins.

It’s been a few weeks, and one of Clark’s friends shows up.  She’s pretty and all, enough muscle that she must work out.  First thought would be that she should be maybe a 6.

Clark’s introducing her around.  “This is my good friend, Diana, she’s in from out of town.”

You blink, and take a step back in fear.  You’ve never seen an 11 before.

The day Bruce Wayne shows up for his long promised interview with Lois Lane, you can’t help it, the mug your holding drops from your fingers and sends a shock of hot coffee and ceramic shards across the floor.

Clark stops a few feet away and squints at you worriedly from behind those ridiculous glasses you’re 99% sure he doesn’t actually need, and asks tentatively, “Everything all right?”

You ignore him in favor of staring at the inky dark numerals hovering over the beaming fool gesticulating some fantastic yacht story for a gaggle of secretaries and minor columnists.

That’s it. Your gift has officially gone haywire. There is no other explanation. Because there is absolutely no way that Brucie Wayne is a 10.

At this point, you’ve seen it all. Miled manner reporters and billionaires at a 10 and a model-like woman at 11. You were really starting to doubt your power. The day you really stopped believeing in it was when Bruce Wayne came for another visit, and this time with a kid. The kid couldn’t be more than 10 years old, a bit on the short side.

He was an 8.

The day you started believing in it again was when you saw on tv the formation of something called the justice league.

There were those same numbers over superman, batman, wonder woman and robin. That’s when you put two and two together. You wonder how nobody at the daily planet noticed that Clarke was Superman with glasses. You wonder why you didn’t notice. You wonder why nobody put two and two together that Diana Prince and Wonder Woman looked exactly the same. You look in the mirror as the realization hit you and you see your own number change from a 3 to a 9.

I don’t think I’ve ever actually reblogged this magnificent post and that’s shame.

INCREDIBLE PHOTO <3

link below to see:

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credit to: ketul

Zoomed in and found this gem

I think I found someone who knows about the camera

Hello there, observant person!

uh oh

i encourage you guys to click the link it’s hella rad

bonus:

special protected fire hydrant

Bucket

Hello darkness my old friend

damnnnnn 

enemy spotted

i spent a solid 10 minutes zooming into the distance to find anything gay

and here they are, reblog for thriving queer energy

RIP Vine †

THE 1ST ONE.

UNMUTE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!! #intears #lmao 

your heart is a muscle the size of a rat

SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS

Your brain’s about four times the size of a cat’s

SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS

Your lungs can hold 5.5 liters of air

The soles of your feet can never grow hair

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS

SPONGEBOB…

SQUAREPAAAAAAAANTS

*~deedlee-doot-dee-doot doo-oot~*

it’s 1am. reblog crab dance

WOOOO

Me introducing myself

I actually might’ve just fallen in love with her nsidjdj

I want complete backstory for every single alias she gave

Stealth Queen

Me, passing someone on the highway: bitch

Me, being passed on the highway: bitch